In the first pocket of Mu Qiu's utility pants was card 049. The fifth card Zhao Yu gave her was hidden on the mic hanging from her waist.
So when she saw Zhao Yu reaching for the first pocket, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhao Yu's two fingers hesitated as they dipped into the pocket, paused after a couple of touches.
Cheng Zhirang saw it and bowed his head, saying, "Take it out."
When he spoke word by word like this, he always seemed more distant and indifferent than usual, strangely alluring.
Mu Qiu struggled again, but still couldn't break free, so she could only give Zhao Yu another instruction: "If you're going to take it out, take it out using your Mahjong skills to reveal the front and back, with the front facing him."
When Cheng Zhirang closed his eyes later, she would break free and run out. With Zhao Yu holding 049 as the fifth card and the brainwashing she'd done to him with Medusa earlier, he certainly wouldn't dare open his eyes later.
Zhao Yu: "Got it."
